#surprise aesop! people will love you and be nice to you without conditions attached.

[yellow-rose-embalmer]

The sound of a piece of paper next to his ear alerts Aesop, though it is not until it makes contact with him that he finally looks up, finally uncovers and opens his eyes. Two souls in monochrome, even as Aesop's eyes could barely maintain contact. More importantly, the man by his side now appeared distinctly more... human. Even in a monochrome outfit, there was color in his cheeks, at the tips of his fingers, and he knew it was due to blood, due to life within the man before him.

This should not make him nervous. This was how most were. This was what he should expect, right? But... ah, he can't help but fear, as he's learned how the living judge. Even as he'd recently found that to apply to the undead as well, the instincts near the living are much too strong for their own good.

Reading over what had been written for him, he tries to steady himself, slow down his brain's onslaught of what he should prepare to have expected from him. Soon, he writes on the same page, using his case as a makeshift desk. [My name is Aesop Carl. It is also nice to meet you.] As he hands the piece of paper back, he tries to offer a friendly gaze from behind his mask. Slowly, hesitantly, he extends a hand towards Victor, as if offering a handshake. This was what people did, right? This was how introductions worked, he was sure.

"Oh... Oh dear. I... do not know quite how that feels on your end, but if you need anything for it, I am more than happy to provide. I'm... not a proper doctor, or anything, but... I have some cleaning materials and bandages that I carry with me."

"...I won't ask what happened with your eye, if that's any concern. You don't need to put everything on display to a man you just met, after all."

@yellow-rose-embalmer

Besides, even if you were a doctor, I doubt you could help me. As for my eye, well, it's quite simple. I could tell you about it as long as you don't, uh, want to lick it.